When You Were The Wind

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Every so often, a line will come to me in a dream and be on my mind when I awaken. I keep a pen and paper by my side of the bed so I can write these lines down before they melt away along with the dream. Sometimes one of these little gifts from my subconscious becomes the starting point of a song or poem, which is the case here.

When you were the wind

Life was a 10 year old’s summer day

And the outfield was green, green, green

When you were the wind

The future was a star dappled night

And the possibilities were limitless

When you were the wind

Your time was now

And you didn’t need a second chance

When you were the wind

Every breath filled your lungs with freedom

And you never stopped to look back

When you were the wind

You experienced the freefall of love

And knew what it meant to be truly alive

When you were the wind

The bus came by

And you got on

When you were the wind

Your dreams lead the way

And you followed, joyful and laughing

When you were the wind

The shades of yellow were dazzling

And all of your mornings were Chelsea

When you were the wind

You spread your wings

And the meadows were filled with birdsong

When you were the wind

The wheel turned slowly

And time was a lazy river flowing

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About Louie Ferrera

I've always loved to write. I'll often bring a journal to record my thoughts and observations when I'm out in nature. I've done some international travel and have always kept a journal on my trips. As a musician, I've been writing songs for over 25 years. I recently completed a creative writing class at the local junior college. This class got me reenergized about writing. I decided that I wanted to share my writing with a wider audience, not just friends and family. So here it is, my maiden voyage into the world of blogging. If you like what you read, leave me a comment, I'd love to hear from you.

5 thoughts on “When You Were The Wind”

  1. This is sweet Louie. Love the musical references. We’re still trying to be the wind, right??? Thanks for sharing it.

  2. Yes reminds me of the bluegrass song:

    All my life I’ve been like a blade of grass in the wind
    Or like a stubborn tree I’ve let the wind break me
    But now I feel bold enough to let go my home
    And I won’t be a blade of grass again
    No I’m gonna be the wind.

  4. Louie, Thanks for this. Your compositional technique is one I have occasionally employed myself. It’s invigorating to awaken to material that is entirely mysterious, even to its author. And there are few finer ways to begin one’s day.

  5. Beautiful, Louie! I love the inspiration, the specificity of a poetic line that can come from a dream … I’m always amazed at the insight of our subconscious. When I wake up with such memories, it makes me feel like no way in my waking life could I have come up with that lovely thought! Keep listening …

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